A Slow Start
In lab, every time I’m doing a new experimental protocol, I try to budget in twice as much time as one could theoretically do the protocol. The extra time is to account for doing unfamiliar things slowly versus the short time it takes to do something familiar automatically.
I should have applied this thinking to Augnowrimo. As it is, with these crazy write-a-novel-in-a-month things, I try to do something different each time to give myself a challenge. It is, after all, not very fun if one ends up doing the same thing over and over again. Otherwise, why do it again at all? Anyways, the rules for Augnowrimo are a bit more lax compared to Nanowrimo. All you have to do is write 50,000 words. It doesn’t even matter if it’s in one novel. So this time, I am trying the following:
Week 1: Write a short story, approximately 10,000 words.
Rest of the month: Write Promegranate + Hellhound for the remaining 40,000 words.
The problem, of course, is that I did not plan on writing the short story until about 11 PM on July 31. This is not the same short story I was working on at the end of July. That one, at least, I have an outline for. This one has no outline. I have not done any planning for it and already, I’ve written an abortive beginning–which I’m tacking onto the word count totals anyway if not some alternate story.
I am not quite sure what the short story will ultimately end up being. On August 2, I was desperately looking up Wikipedia articles on mythological creatures, trying to find inspiration. I found something called a Bluecap and I thought, well, maybe I’ll write something on that. So I’m writing. Or trying to. I had planned on making some progress tonight, but someone in lab sprung something on me at the last minute so I will have to attend a social obligation instead.
Geez, all these social obligations. They totally put a damper on my secret life as a novelist.